Like All Things, It Too Shall Pass

Chapter 15: Vanessa

"Sensitive people are the most genuine and honest people you will ever meet. There is nothing they won't tell you about themselves if they trust your kindness. However, the moment you betray them, reject them or devalue them, they become the worse type of person. Unfortunately, they end up hurting themselves in the long run. They don't want to hurt other people. It is against their very nature. They want to make amends and undo the wrong they did. Their life is a wave of highs and lows. They live with guilt and constant pain over unresolved situations and misunderstandings. They are tortured souls that are not able to live with hatred or being hated. This type of person needs the most love anyone can give them because their soul has been constantly bruised by others. However, despite the tragedy of what they have to go through in life, they remain the most compassionate people worth knowing, and the ones that often become activists for the broken hearted, forgotten and the misunderstood. They are angels with broken wings that only fly when loved."

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Chapter 15: Vanessa

"Earth to Vanessa, hello?" I heard the teacher saying before I finally turned my head to give her my full attention.

"What?" I asked her with an attitude.

"Why are you guys talking during my lesson?"

"Why are you teaching during my conversation?"

Everyone else in the room went crazy with laughter as Ms. Kimmy's face turned bright red.

"Go downstairs." She told me, "I'll be there in a minute."

"You're not even a teacher, so I don't know why you're all up in here trying to tell me what to do." I told her not getting up.

"Vanessa, I'm going to ask you one last time, go wait downstairs."

"And I'm gonna telling you one last time, leave me the fuck alone." I told her.

"After class I want you to wait here." She said before going back to continue whatever the hell she was doing. I spend the rest of class thinking about both Amy and Jeremiah and worrying about what was happening. I knew it was a matter of time before Jeremiah's dad come asking me about him. After class ended, I got up and was about to leave when the teacher stopped me.

"Vanessa, stay in here, everyone else can go." She said. After everyone else was out she came to me.

"Look, I'm not going to take this from you any longer. Do you understand what I'm saying?" She asked me speaking slow as if I was a retarded freak.

"Bitch I speak English, and I fucking understand what you're saying. Can I go now?" I asked her rolling my eyes.

"Look, I understand that you're going through a hard time because of what happened to Amy, but maybe it's for the best. She could have just turn herself in for the murder, but she didn't. so wherever she is, she'll be back before you know it." She said gently rubbing my back, but I was too upset to care.

"Oh just shut up. You don't know shit about Amy and don't fucking tell me that she could have turn herself in for the murder, all ya'll annoying ass teachers be pretending that you actually about what happens to us students and putting ya'll noses in places it shouldn't be. I'm getting sick and tired of it. Who the fuck told you she killed her mother? In case you haven't noticed they ain't got no evidence, so just shut the fuck up and stay out of my fucking way." I told her staring her down. Ignoring her shocking face I left and slammed the door behind me only to see that the whole class was standing there and had obviously heard what happened.